Chords for Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes) - Poison Oak (Bluegrass Underground)
Tempo:
142.45 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
F#m
E
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh, this one's about [A] my gay cousin that killed himself when he was 23.
[F]
Poison oak, some boyhood bravery,
[D] when a telephone was a tin can on a string,
and [D] I fell asleep with you still talking to me.
[E]
You said you weren't [A]
afraid to die
[A]
[D] in Polaroids.
You were dressed up in women's clothes, so who made you ashamed?
Why'd you lock them in a drawer?
Well,
[D] I don't think I ever loved you [E] more
than you did me.
Then when [A] you turned away, and when you [A] slammed the door,
and when [D] you stole the car and drove towards [C#] Mexico, [A] and you wrote bad checks just to [A] fill
your arm, I was [D] young enough.
I still [B] believed in [A] war.
[F#m]
[F#m]
[E] Let the poets [F#] cry [F#] themselves to sleep.
[D]
In all [F#] their careful words, they will turn back [F#m] into dreams.
For me, I'm [A] a single cell on a serpent's tongue.
There's a [F#m] muddy field where [E] a garden was.
I'm
glad you [A] got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes [F#m] are soaking wet from [E] your brother's
tears.
[A]
[A]
[F#m]
[A]
[F#] [F#m]
[D]
I [E] just never knew that this life could [A] be possible.
[D] [F#m]
You're [E] the yellow bird that I [E] have
been waiting [D]
for.
It's [F#m] the end of [A]
paralysis.
I was [D] a statuette.
[B] Now I'm [F#m] drunk as hell on a [E] piano bench.
And when I [A] press the key, it all [D] gets reversed.
The sound [F#m] of loneliness makes [E] us happier.
[A] [A]
[F#m]
[A]
[F#m]
[A]
[N]
[F]
Poison oak, some boyhood bravery,
[D] when a telephone was a tin can on a string,
and [D] I fell asleep with you still talking to me.
[E]
You said you weren't [A]
afraid to die
[A]
[D] in Polaroids.
You were dressed up in women's clothes, so who made you ashamed?
Why'd you lock them in a drawer?
Well,
[D] I don't think I ever loved you [E] more
than you did me.
Then when [A] you turned away, and when you [A] slammed the door,
and when [D] you stole the car and drove towards [C#] Mexico, [A] and you wrote bad checks just to [A] fill
your arm, I was [D] young enough.
I still [B] believed in [A] war.
[F#m]
[F#m]
[E] Let the poets [F#] cry [F#] themselves to sleep.
[D]
In all [F#] their careful words, they will turn back [F#m] into dreams.
For me, I'm [A] a single cell on a serpent's tongue.
There's a [F#m] muddy field where [E] a garden was.
I'm
glad you [A] got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes [F#m] are soaking wet from [E] your brother's
tears.
[A]
[A]
[F#m]
[A]
[F#] [F#m]
[D]
I [E] just never knew that this life could [A] be possible.
[D] [F#m]
You're [E] the yellow bird that I [E] have
been waiting [D]
for.
It's [F#m] the end of [A]
paralysis.
I was [D] a statuette.
[B] Now I'm [F#m] drunk as hell on a [E] piano bench.
And when I [A] press the key, it all [D] gets reversed.
The sound [F#m] of loneliness makes [E] us happier.
[A] [A]
[F#m]
[A]
[F#m]
[A]
[N]
Key:
A
D
F#m
E
F#
A
D
F#m
Oh, this one's about [A] my gay cousin that killed himself when he was 23.
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_ Poison oak, some boyhood _ _ bravery, _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ when a _ telephone was a tin can _ on a string, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ and [D] I fell asleep with you still talking to me.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
You said you weren't [A]
afraid to die _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ in _ _ Polaroids.
You were dressed up in _ women's clothes, _ _ _ _ _ _ so who made _ you ashamed? _
Why'd you lock them _ _ in a drawer? _ _ _ _
_ _ Well, _ _
[D] _ I don't think _ I ever loved you [E] more
than _ _ _ _ you did me.
_ Then when [A] you turned away, and when you [A] slammed the door,
_ and when [D] you stole the car and drove towards [C#] Mexico, _ [A] and you wrote bad checks just to [A] fill
your arm, _ I was [D] young enough. _
I still [B] believed in [A] war.
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_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ Let the poets [F#] cry _ _ [F#] themselves to sleep.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _
In all [F#] their careful words, they will turn back [F#m] into _ dreams. _
_ _ _ _ For me, I'm [A] a single cell _ on a serpent's tongue.
_ There's a [F#m] muddy field _ where [E] a garden was.
I'm
glad you [A] got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes [F#m] are soaking wet _ from [E] your brother's
tears.
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ I [E] just _ never knew that this life could [A] be _ possible.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ You're [E] the yellow bird _ that I [E] have
been waiting [D]
for. _ _ _ _ _
It's [F#m] the end of [A]
paralysis.
_ I was [D] a statuette.
[B] Now I'm [F#m] drunk as hell on a [E] piano bench.
And when I [A] press the key, it all [D] gets reversed.
The sound [F#m] of loneliness makes [E] us happier. _
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_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ Poison oak, some boyhood _ _ bravery, _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ when a _ telephone was a tin can _ on a string, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ and [D] I fell asleep with you still talking to me.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
You said you weren't [A]
afraid to die _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ in _ _ Polaroids.
You were dressed up in _ women's clothes, _ _ _ _ _ _ so who made _ you ashamed? _
Why'd you lock them _ _ in a drawer? _ _ _ _
_ _ Well, _ _
[D] _ I don't think _ I ever loved you [E] more
than _ _ _ _ you did me.
_ Then when [A] you turned away, and when you [A] slammed the door,
_ and when [D] you stole the car and drove towards [C#] Mexico, _ [A] and you wrote bad checks just to [A] fill
your arm, _ I was [D] young enough. _
I still [B] believed in [A] war.
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_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ Let the poets [F#] cry _ _ [F#] themselves to sleep.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _
In all [F#] their careful words, they will turn back [F#m] into _ dreams. _
_ _ _ _ For me, I'm [A] a single cell _ on a serpent's tongue.
_ There's a [F#m] muddy field _ where [E] a garden was.
I'm
glad you [A] got away, but I'm still [D] stuck out here.
My clothes [F#m] are soaking wet _ from [E] your brother's
tears.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ I [E] just _ never knew that this life could [A] be _ possible.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ You're [E] the yellow bird _ that I [E] have
been waiting [D]
for. _ _ _ _ _
It's [F#m] the end of [A]
paralysis.
_ I was [D] a statuette.
[B] Now I'm [F#m] drunk as hell on a [E] piano bench.
And when I [A] press the key, it all [D] gets reversed.
The sound [F#m] of loneliness makes [E] us happier. _
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